Went to a very remote place
On the west coast, with beach full of sands
Where women bathe in sun, bikini clad
And where the big lighthouse stands.
It was a beautiful and clear evening
The sun had just began to set
The tides were beginning to rise
To reclaim the land it had let.
Children were playing in the beach
Not interested in the lovely scene
Sheep were still grazing by the cliffs
The sight was like, I have never seen.
As day died and sun went into the sea
Changing colour from yellow to red
My spirits rose with the beauty of a day
Which will long be remembered.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now, thats a refreshing chnage from Tribute poems Viki. I like it....maybe the end of the day will bring more surprises at night! Preets